T.R.O.U.B.L.E. Songtext
von Anthony Adverse
T.R.O.U.B.L.E. Songtext
When I was young and loved in romantic books
Like Days of Paradise and Hell for Crooks
It was plain to see
They would lead me to trouble
I never thought I′d sell myself wholesale
To such an opposition weak and pale
But I did, you see
And look where it got me, trouble
Then you stepped out of a daydream
In my sordid world to shine
I want you to get back into that daydream
You're far too sublime to be mine
(T) Take yourself away from me
(R) Remain on a heavenly plain
(O) Overlook what your heart could cure
(U) You underestimate my pain
(B) Believe in my will to deceive
(L) Let your soul be cleansed of evil
Trouble keeps me on my toes, you see
What kills the others obviously will for me
Yes, it′s plain to see
I was produced for T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Yeah, trouble
Then you stepped out of a daydream
In my sordid world to shine
I want you to get back into that daydream
You're far too sublime to be mine
(T) Take yourself away from me
(R) Remain on a heavenly plain
(O) Overlook what your heart could cure
(U) You underestimate my pain
(B) Believe in my will to deceive
(L) Let your soul be cleansed of evil
Trouble keeps me on my toes, you see
What kills the others obviously will for me
Yes, it's plain to see
I was produced for trouble
It′s plain to see
I was produced for trouble
Like Days of Paradise and Hell for Crooks
It was plain to see
They would lead me to trouble
I never thought I′d sell myself wholesale
To such an opposition weak and pale
But I did, you see
And look where it got me, trouble
Then you stepped out of a daydream
In my sordid world to shine
I want you to get back into that daydream
You're far too sublime to be mine
(T) Take yourself away from me
(R) Remain on a heavenly plain
(O) Overlook what your heart could cure
(U) You underestimate my pain
(B) Believe in my will to deceive
(L) Let your soul be cleansed of evil
Trouble keeps me on my toes, you see
What kills the others obviously will for me
Yes, it′s plain to see
I was produced for T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Yeah, trouble
Then you stepped out of a daydream
In my sordid world to shine
I want you to get back into that daydream
You're far too sublime to be mine
(T) Take yourself away from me
(R) Remain on a heavenly plain
(O) Overlook what your heart could cure
(U) You underestimate my pain
(B) Believe in my will to deceive
(L) Let your soul be cleansed of evil
Trouble keeps me on my toes, you see
What kills the others obviously will for me
Yes, it's plain to see
I was produced for trouble
It′s plain to see
I was produced for trouble
Writer(s): Burt Bacharach, Chiara Civello Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
